Thursday, July 19, 2012

Suddenly Last Summer

Our thirty-ninth season
Was when Tennessee came home
To roost

The Board couldn’t resist the publicity
Even though some of us thought—

Well, we’d heard stories
About Beau
And Beth

Tennessee’s parents
And the Orpheus’ founders
And I guess we thought
If he’s the combination of those two
We could really be in deep shit

He turned out to not be so bad
Although he seemed to have trouble getting his bearings
That first season

We all were though
We were still reeling
From the economy going to hell
And the fact that our theater was starting over again
After the Board had Cara nearly run the place into the ground

We were all kind of getting our footing together

Then in 2003
Beau cast me in Suddenly Last Summer
And we started working on it

Small show, small cast
But fucked up
If you know the show
You know that

Ten was sitting in the theater one day
On a break
And he looked sort of…uneasy

I asked him if everything was okay
And he said that he was still getting used
To being in the theater

A lot of bad memories

So I asked him if I could try something

I took him up onstage
With the rest of our cast
And I had us sit in a circle
And hold hands

I know I don’t seem like the spiritual type
But when you’re dealing with a play
Where the final monologue
Is all about how the lost son
Gets eaten by small Mexican children
A little spiritualism can’t hurt

We didn’t chant or pray or anything
We just sat there
And I asked Ten to talk

He talked about his dad
Then I talked about my mom
How she used to make me write ‘I am not at all special’
Over and over again
On yellow lined paper
Until I thought—

Either I believe this
Or I don’t
And if I don’t
I gotta go

So I left

One of the other actresses in the cast
Talked about being raised by her grandmother
And being told that her mother and father left her
Because they were both junkie
And that she should pray they’re both dead
And burning in Hell

Story after story
On a stage that had seen
A million stories

Pretty soon little Mexican cannibals
Didn’t seem so bad

When we were done
We all stood up
And Ten called it a night

But before I left he stopped me and said—

‘Do you think we do theater because we’re damaged?’

And I said ‘No, Ten
But I do think we do theater
To heal’

And to this day
That’s what I believe

That we’re all put on this earth
To heal the wounds of others
When we can’t heal ourselves

So if any of you ever need to sit down in a circle with me
And let it all out
You just let me know
And I’ll sit right down with you

I really will

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